Supreme Emperor, Ask My Sister to Hand Me over to the Country

My name is Xu Yuan, and when you read this sentence, I will be dead. ……… My name is Mo Xiaorou, and I am a child who grew up in an orphanage. When I was a child, there was a fire, and my childhood sweetheart brother died in the fire trying to save me. From then on, the only thing that kept me company was a photo. The brother in the photo is very strange. He will laugh with me when I am happy, cry with me when I am sad, and even... He grew up with me. I'm not afraid at all. I know this is just a different way for my brother to accompany me. But on my 18th birthday, a line of small red words appeared on the back of my brother's photo. "Hand me over to the state." … My name is Yang Jian, one of the top trick masters in the world. The weirdness revived, and I walked in one spiritual realm after another, killing evil monsters and maintaining the peace of Daxia. Until one day, I received a strange phone call. "Hello, my brother is a trickster and asked me to hand it over to the country." I thought it was a subtle provocation, but after tracking the signal location, I was shocked to find that the call was actually coming from a town that had been destroyed ten years ago. When I came here, I was horrified to find... This town has been transformed into an S-class treacherous realm, merging with reality. The most desperate thing is that every weird thing here is S-level, with the power to destroy a city or even a country. But they were all kneeling in front of a young man, trembling.